Is Omega Better Than Alpha Novels & Stories

’ If they weren’t heavy, then why are you dragging your feet on the ground as if a single gust of wind would blow you away? But she was still too far away and probably wouldn’t hear if I’d actually said it out loud. Wind Borne pack’s Alpha was truly the most useless Alpha I had ever seen. Some of the youngest wolves in my pack would be able to carry everything with no problem, yet a full grown omega couldn’t. Omegas may not be required to fight in the case of war, but being able to protect themselves was just as important and it also helped ensure a better quality of life for them.

"I say so because we all are testifiers to my next claim" He again pause. He gulp down his every saliva. My fingers nervously tap and beat the cracked lengthy bronze table. "We all can testify these are no mere rouge omegas". "They're way past and more powerful compared toms normal omega". "They're enhanced" His clustered palm which forecefully releases demonstrates. "Their strength surpasses a beta". "Same with their speed". "Their general abilities surpasses a beta". "Mere rouge's without an alpha are more powerful than an alpha".

“It’s not news. For you, it’s okay to be an omega. For Lucian and me, being fated to an omega is literally the worst thing that could happen to us.” “Because you’re alphas?” “Yes. We’re alphas; the strongest wolves in the pack. The leaders. We can’t be with someone who isn’t as strong as we are, nor can we be with someone who’s the runt of the litter. You’re weak, and that spells doom for us. If you were our mate and anyone; anyone at all, thought about attacking us, they’d come for you first. They’d see you as the easiest target, the best way to hit us where it hurts the most. And they wouldn’t be wrong. That’s why it’s so important for us to have someone who can stand up for themselves. No

Dawn questioned her father, asking, "What did you mean by that?" “I mean, why would Malachi bother chasing an omega woman?” Joseph says with disgust. Dawn arrived, and disbelief washed over everyone at the table; shock reigned supreme. Dawn was distressed by her father's cruel and disrespectful treatment of wolves based on their social standing. The distinction between Alphas and Omegas lies solely in the power that makes Alphas powerful leaders. Omegas, despite their weakness, remain individuals deserving of respect. "That was incredibly rude, Dad. Why did you say that about someone?" Disgust was clear in Dawn's eyes as she asked.

She wrote it word by word as she spoke. “Are you being racist?” he frowned at her. “What it has to do with an omega? Is my race was any less different than Alpha and Beta in case of smell?” “Of course, you see, when you entered my room this afternoon, you could breathe near the fuming gas, while I, on the other hand, couldn’t. Alpha and Beta’s five senses are more advance than omega’s. An alpha for example could smell a rabbit existence 5 km away without using any mana, and 10 km or more by using mana.” She paused for a while to breathe and then continued. “With this bomb, Alpha and Beta could faint and lose their senses. But the effect won’t be so strong on omega due to their weak sense of

"Zara Winters is our mate." The silence exploded into chaos. Voices overlapped - shock, outrage, disbelief. I caught fragments of conversations: "The servant girl?" "But she's just an omega..." "This can't be right..." "SILENCE!" Liam's roar shook the chandelier. The pack immediately quieted, instinct forcing them to submit to their new Alpha. I felt trapped, cornered. My wolf was torn between submission to our mates and the overwhelming urge to run. The room spun slightly. "Breathe, little one," Noah murmured, suddenly at my side. His hand found the small of my back, steadying me.

People thought that if Lycans-that were cursed to never recognize their fated mates chose one omega from the werewolf community, it was going to mean that regular wolves had some kind of power over the ever so powerful Lycans-the undefeated, crueler, smarter, and stronger form of werewolves. It’s an honor, according to what these Kings thought and the rest of the werewolf community thought as well for a girl to be chosen as a Lycan Alpha King's mate and the Queen. All the omega ladies, groomed by powerful households were obliged to gather in the hall to get selected. These ladies tried their best to get chosen. Merely a year of having sex with an Alpha King and you came back richer than any

‘Omega… What a surprise… Got yourself into trouble already… Here for an abortion… You should be at the Breeding Centre, where all worthless Omegas belong…’ Unfortunately, this is what most thought of Omegas, just because they could conceive easily, even outside their heats and with any male, unlike the higher ranks that have to wait for their heats and conceive easier if they are with their fated mate. Isadora fights Opal so she doesn’t take over and cause trouble, as Opal may have been an Omega wolf, but she comes from a pure bloodline of Alphas. Isadora did a little research when she was 10, as she didn’t understand why, if she was an Alpha, then why were they picking on her and calling he

“We won’t let anyone challenge the bond.” Alpha Blackstone regarded his sons, his expression softening slightly. “I’m not here to challenge it. I’m here to ensure you’re prepared for the consequences.” Nicola’s heart clenched. “Consequences?” The Alpha turned to her, his gaze steady. “Nicola, you’re an Omega, and the pack will view this bond with skepticism at best and hostility at worst. There will be those who question your worth, those who believe the triplets’ bond to you weakens their position as future leaders.”

It is a known fact among all people that alphas are only meant for omegas because that's how the tertiary genders dictate the world. "Dear... a little more and I'll cum." Sevastian releases more pheromones though the beta wouldn't notice a thing. He paces up his thrusting and sucks on Zen's neck. If only he's an omega, he would've already marked him and made him his. 'Who knows, maybe he'll turn into a fucking omega by if I continue to release pheromones.' He thought. Zen could feel the difference in their body heat and a strange feeling running down his spine as he felt the alpha's movements getting more and more erratic. He realized that the alpha is reaching his limit. He never expected t